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Nasty Girl and Goblins Fetching Spleen

Once my heart was a tattered rose
And I got mad and hit you up the side
    of your head with a brick bat,


  Long days on the river, I squish mud
        through my toes, I blow my nose
  with your best blue top
And you cry in front of the river,
The rain, strung out junkie
Who got lost in the country,

And then
      you turn on me
In a New York instant
  and beat me senseless
With my own steel-toed boot,
          Nasty little girl I say,
Why do I see the stars at noon?

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  • Emerald Lass
    November 19, 2008

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    Were you my playmate when we were kids? I think so. I am a little bit afraid of you, but only in this poem. FUNNY!


  • Blossom Fairy
    November 19, 2008

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    How do you write like this? I wish you might give me lessons. Please. Is there a way to learn?


  • Melodies
    November 18, 2008

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    Oh, Ned, I would never beat you senseless with a boot! I would invite you out for ice cream and hug you one hundred times until you screamed and ran away. lol Smiling fondly at your adorable poem.